Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chulona, artist - Lolita Torres. Album song Serie De Oro, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1965
Record label: EMI Odeon SAIC
Song language: Spanish
Chulona(original) |
Cuando sale esta chulilla |
por las calles y las plazas |
por mirar mi figurita |
hasta el tránsito se para. |
Y a mi cola los galanes |
que ya forman un millar, |
con gracioso sonsonete |
todos me suelen cantar. |
(coro) Todos le suelen cantar. |
Refrán |
¡Chulona! |
Mírame, chulona mía |
no me dejes de mirar. |
¡Preciosa! |
Oyeme, mariposita, |
porque yo te quiero hablar. |
¡Gitana! |
No me estés martirizando, |
¡mírame por compasión!, |
que por ti está mi persona |
sufriendo del corazón. |
¡Ay, chulona mía! |
Chulapona de mi vida, |
que me muero por tu amor. |
Simeón el zapatero, |
que está enfrente de mi casa, |
me decía el otro día |
voy a hacerte resalada. |
Unos zapatitos finos |
pa que vayas a bailar, |
y lucir tu cuerpecito |
por la calle de Alcalá |
(coro) ¡Por la calle de Alcalá! |
Chulona! |
Mírame, chulona mía |
no me dejes de mirar. |
¡Preciosa! |
Oyeme, mariposita, |
porque yo te quiero hablar. |
¡Gitana! |
No me estés martirizando, |
¡mírame por compasión!, |
que por ti está mi persona |
sufriendo del corazón. |
¡Ay, chulona mía! |
Chulapona de mi vida, |
que me muero por tu amor. |
Letra (): Gerardo Gonzáles |
Música: Monsolar |
(translation) |
When does this chulilla come out |
through the streets and squares |
for looking at my figure |
even traffic stops. |
And to my tail the gallants |
that already form a thousand, |
with graceful singsong |
everyone sings to me. |
(chorus) Everyone usually sings to him. |
Saying |
Chulona! |
Look at me, my chulona |
do not stop looking at me. |
Precious! |
Hey me, little butterfly, |
because I want to talk to you. |
Gypsy! |
Don't be martyring me |
look at me for pity!, |
that my person is for you |
suffering from the heart. |
Oh, my chulona! |
Chulapona of my life, |
that I die for your love. |
Simeon the shoemaker, |
that he is in front of my house, |
he told me the other day |
I'm going to make you stand out. |
Some nice shoes |
so that you go to dance, |
and show off your little body |
along the street of Alcalá |
(chorus) Down the street of Alcalá! |
Chulona! |
Look at me, my chulona |
do not stop looking at me. |
Precious! |
Hey me, little butterfly, |
because I want to talk to you. |
Gypsy! |
Don't be martyring me |
look at me for pity!, |
that my person is for you |
suffering from the heart. |
Oh, my chulona! |
Chulapona of my life, |
that I die for your love. |
Lyrics (): Gerardo Gonzales |
Music: Monsola |